you don't know how to let go.
One who is fed on promises eats from an empty bowl. — Marsha Hinds ———————— life doesn't hand you good cards; not ever, not at all. its always just wishing thinking. we all get dealt bad cards. it's a cruel consequence for merely being alive; breathing the shared air with everyone panting and gasping to breathe — as though the world was going to end if they stopped breathing for a couple of seconds. "life sucks," they say. everyone is hurting, everyone is struggling, everyone just wants to be someone else, trying to pretend to be someone else. self-loathing for the sake of it, finding ways to improve themselves. back to the hand, it's about how you play those cards, with a genuine, kind heart, a positive mindset to accept defeat; or a well-planned sleight of hand while wearing apathy on a poker face. the guilt is short-lived. ———————— dressed in all black it's black friday. hey look at me! im attending my own funeral. wearing black everyday, im livin
